To the world I carry a careless, reckless facade
which on the inside is nothing I am.
I am:
A lover.
A protector.
A sweet soul.
A cuddler, actually.
I seek to explain myself in a way
and then change my mind
and explain it again in another,
only to make you think I have a clue
what I mean
when I say
what I say
when I say
nothing at all.
And if no tomorrow awaits for me,
would she give me a kiss
like she did
when she did
when I told her I loved her?
Or would she toss me a wave
and a half-hearted smile
and bid me best wishes in Hell?
She only sees me for half of who I used to be
once upon a time...
or two...
more hours
than I could recall just now.
But for a while she let me be
more than a show
to her...
for her...
for only her.
...And in that moment,
in only that moment,
it was love.
If I ever knew it,
then
I knew it.
And then---
I blew it.
Perhaps I shouldn't wait for her.
Perhaps I shouldn't wish for her.
Perhaps I shouldn't need her
the way I need her
when I need her
when perchance some day I'm feeling:
...less than cabaret.
Author notes
This is an interesting prose piece I came up with. I've never quite written in this style before. I suppose it is... an artistic prose. I'm not great with naming my style. I felt. I wrote. This was the outcome of my trial. Honestly I've been wanting to write about this overwhelming feeling I've currently discovered about myself: the show, the facade, the cabaret that is what people see from who/what I really am.
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Comments
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So heartfelt, the honesty here was amazing. It's wonderful prose, I enjoyed very much. You have a lovely gift.
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We all wear those masks... put on a show for those around us. It is how we survive, get on with it and get passed some of life's more twisted turns. As long as you don't kid yourself about that facade- you'll be fine. This is so beautifully written- I am so impressed with your ability to change up forms and switch gears, be technical and gramatically correct and still write such heartfelt and beautiful poetry. You really ought to be published.
Cheers for the read- keep writing, you write well beyond your 19 years.
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insightful
I love this poem for the sheer fact that it is in depth and honest. though i don't know you i get a sense of honesty from it -
I feel a song coming on
I've never written this way before, you do it so well. You've got to turn this into a song. The flow is breathtaking, the emotions I felt. Excellent write. -
your own style wasnt really what I was looking for...but you do have great imagery and flow and your ending rocks..can feel the emotion..could almost be lyrics..
but that is my opinion..
Perhaps I shouldn't need her
the way I need her
when I need her
when perchance some day I'm feeling:
...less than cabaret.
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I seek to explain myself in a way
and then change my mind
and explain it again in another,
only to make you think I have a clue
what I mean
when I say
what I say
when I say
nothing at all.
WOW.
the line breaks are spectacular
& this sounds like an actual thought-process.
my thought process to be exact
i could relate to so many things in this poem
it was beautiful.
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